One Day

Twenty four viscous chimes We moved irrationally quick Like nymphs through the woods Fruit bats from branches We swung The leaves spread around us Translucent Like green glass wings The cuckoos strained their necks To catch sight of us Cheated, they clung to the hands Which moved around regardless Above us, umbrellas of bronze and green and silver trapped us perfectly in Eden And on the ground diamonds Of sunlight Scattered Across the folds and creases Of red You lay me down And love did not wait for time For time did not love it Love did not grow Sprouting through the mud A fragile young thing love did not trickle meekly Through the stream which ran Along side our eager bodies It erupted through our souls Knotting and un-knotting Like an angry ocean You and I proudly astride A rebel wave Making its way back to shore And the cuckoos looked on Astounded.